Perfect World - prologue

Prologue

A little girl sat crying alongside a small river. She cried, letting her tears join the river, disturbing the dark image of her reflection. Her family was dead. Killed by a gang. There was nothing left for her.  She cradled the small black gun in her hands. Even though she was only five years old, she knew what this little thing could do.

Her dark reflection quivered, drawing her attention to the water, and away from the small gun. Her reflection got darker and darker, until it was completely black, and the eyes glowed bright yellow. She set the gun down and reached out to touch it, and a small black hand reached out and grabbed her fingers. She gasped, but did not pull away. Slowly the small creature pulled itself from the water.  It carefully crawled into her lap. It was so tiny, she could hold it in one hand.

She pulled it up to her face to look into its golden eyes. It stared back into her green eyes.  The soaking creature then sneezed in her face with an adorable "achoo."  She laughed, and then hugged the small creature. It held her back.

"We'll be together…forever…"

And thus, the first heartless was born from the hatred and sorrow of one little girl…


Demyx sat up with a start, to find himself in a large grassy field that had many blooming flowers that accented the green hills.

"What happened? Where am I? L-last thing I remember I was defeated by…by…?" he struggled to think of who'd just destroyed him.

"Hello." A sweet voice made him look up into a pair of bright green eyes. That's when he noticed the other members of the Organization were standing around him; Marluxia, Zexion, Larxene, Vexen, Lexaeus…

"W-where am I?" he asked, taking the girl's hand as she helped him up.  He noticed a man completely clad in white, even his hair was white, standing behind the girl. Only his eyes were a different color; a golden yellow.

She made an elegant sweep with her arms. "Welcome, Demyx. To a Perfect World."